Saturday, September 12, 2009

Just to confuse you.

I guess I don't talk about work much.

A few months ago my mom and I had a basic conversation about how my orchestra operates. I've worked there three years. It was the type of discussion that usually follows up "What do you?" coming from a stranger. But ... when I get that question from a stranger I usually sell my profession short. I don't think people understand what I do, probably because I am the person no one is ever supposed to notice in the performance world. At least, I am if I'm doing my job correctly.

See I'm already confusing you.

Let's just say ... I shared my life for three years with a person that never came to an understanding of what I did with my days at work.

I'm not writing to start writing about work. I don't want to write about work. I don't want to talk about work. Work is work. I love what I do and frankly my job is more interesting than 80 percent of the careers out there, but work is one part of my life that doesn't need to intercept my other realities.

With that said ... tonight I remembered why I am amazing at what I do and why I love this business. I haven't felt that feeling in over three months. It was nice to come back to.

I may spend my days sweating. I probably grumble under my breath a little at the amount of stuff I have scheduled to lift. I always wish for more time to pull genius out of my ass. But ... there is a moment when none of that stuff matters - Showtime! For a minute, everything was worth the blood, sweat and, well, not tears. With each show up, I see my own results and that's an amazing feeling. Setting the perfect lighting, smooth sailings with the microphones and getting the artists out of stage ... that's a rewarding night for me.

After two hours of glitz and glory, it's done. That quickly I am undo-ing everything I just worked towards for the last few days. Two hours and I am striking the lighting that I was just putting up four hours ago. The setup and clean up outweigh the production by a long shot - what a weird world I live in - and somehow it's totally worth it.

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